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KANPUR 2006
Hey, Banarsi! Pack poori-chanas for four, guru!
- Jai Siya Ram, Manager-babu. - Jai Siya Ram, Jai Siya Ram.
When you arrive, I know it's 7:30 a.m.
That boy asked me the time, I said,
"It's not 7:30 a.m. yet, because manager-babu isn't here."
When it comes to his pooris, he's always on time!
Actually punctual!
How could I be late?
From Jajmau to Bithoor, search all of Kanpur,
no one makes better poori-chana than Banarsi.
If only I had a bigger shop,
my pooris would be on the top!
Well spoken! Bravo! Are they ready?
Hurry up! Add tomatoes.
Yes.
Here you are.
"Tighten your lips like a sealed can of tobacco.
Let the accelerator talk. You keep mum.
Act smart, and I'll shoot you in your temple.
The gun's handmade, if it behaves, it'll burrow a tunnel…"
"If it doesn't, your brains will splatter everywhere."
What do you want, guru?
The other side.
"I'm a pious man, the goddess that you gate keep… "
You talking about me?
"I'm keen to meet Her in person."
Okay. Now move it. Step on it.
Or I'll step on the trigger.
- Jai Siya Ram! - Jai Siya Ram!
Say goodbye!
It's not goodbye, it's good luck!
Okay. Give it to me.
Thank you.
Back in twenty.
Hey, mister, the bank is closed.
Why's the gate open? So the goddess can get some air?
The gate's open, but the bank is closed.
How come?
It opens at 8:00 a.m.
The staff is having breakfast inside.
- Can't I wait inside? - No.
Sit with me. Let's talk shit.
Okay, let's talk shit then.
- You come up-down from Tanda every day? - No, I live nearby.
Where's that?
- Collectorganj. - Collectorganj?
You live in Kanpur and work for Bank of Tanda? That's some real shit!
Why do you keep a rifle?
To keep the bank safe.
Any bullets in it? Or is it just for show?
It has two whole cartridges!
- Ever fired the rifle? - Yes.
Last year, at my sister's wedding on Birhana Road.
- Oh? - I fired four rounds.
What if there was a bank robbery?
I'll pump them with bullets.
What if there were three robbers?
How will you get three guys with two cartridges?
Do you know Rajnikanth?
He can terminate four men with two bullets.
Who?
Rajnikanth. The actor in Geraftaar. Haven't you seen it?
I don't know him.
Easy as pie. For example, this rifle of yours…
Is it locked?
It's locked.
If it wasn't locked, it could go off by mistake.
Give it to me. Let me check.
- It is locked, right? - Yes.
- You sure? - Yes.
What if I move this?
It'll get unlocked.
Now un-sit!
Why the hell should I?
Get up! Because if I press the trigger,
you'll piss blood from your navel. Up!
Don't do this, guru. I've got a wife and kids.
No point in arguing out here. Right?
Let's go inside
and have a conference over tea with the staff.
Move it.
Close the gate.
Lock it.
Trouble arrived before the day started.
- Done? - Just a minute.
Speed it up, will you?
Guru, wait. I'm shitting my pants here.
Can you see my face?
No.
- You've seen my face. - Not at all.
How could I see your face with your dark glasses on?
No one here better try to be Bachchan. Okay?
Everyone, stand together in the middle of the room.
Move it! Come on.
Hang onto your safety.
- You want me to send you a wire? - No.
Welcome, Mr. High Priest!
I've been dying to see the goddess.
Brother, hold the bag.
It's ladies.
Tell her to move.
- Madam. - Yes?
A serious matter is going to happen.
How many more keys?
Hello.
One minute.
What's she saying?
- Hello? - Hello.
- Hello? - I can't hear you. Hello?
Hello.
Can you talk louder?
I'll whack you.
Never touched a gun. Just wanted to cop a feel.
You can feel it when I shove you inside the safe.
I can't hear a thing.
There's a better network near the bathroom.
- Hello? - Yes, hello.
- Tell me. - The police are here. The police.
Don't move. I'm watching you.
Got cotton in your ears?
Rinku-ji. Now tell me.
The police have surrounded the bank.
Move!
- Sir, it's locked. - Break it!
Great aim. Hurry up!
Where are you, Rinku-ji?
Hey, stop!
Catch him.
- Don't let go. - Damn you!
I was so sweet to you, thinking you were just a boy,
and you pissed all over my self-respect.
Drive.
- Tony? - Don't know.
- Wasn't he with you? - Bullets were flying everywhere.
I thought he told me to run. So I ran. Let's go!
How can we leave without Tony?
He knows how to look after himself.
Let's get going, please.
- The cops are everywhere. - And Tony?
Rinku-ji, please, please.
Hello. Hello. Check
1, 2, 4
Where is Rinku Rani?
She's here! Start!
I am literature by Manto
You're a comic strip by Pran
I'm a dark chocolate fantasy
You're a milky sugary flan
I'm a six-hour picture
You're a shallow deal
Such deep emotion How will you ever feel?
Raja, how will you ever feel?
See how this bomb explodes
Watch how this film unfolds
See how power corrodes
Watch how this film unfolds
See life switch to bad luck mode
See how this bomb explodes
Watch how this film unfolds
See how power corrodes
Watch how this film unfolds
You're a born innocent
I'm twisted since birth
Yes, twisted am I
You're a born innocent
I'm twisted since birth
Yes, twisted am I
Try to understand me
Like poets Ghalib, Khusrow, Mir
I'm a flying sixer
You're deep since childhood
Lost your wicket on a free hit
You appeal to all
Prince, go for it!
See how many runs we score
Watch how this film unfolds
See how power corrodes
Watch how this film unfolds
See life switch to bad luck mode
See how this bomb explodes
Watch how this film unfolds
See how power corrodes
Watch how this film unfolds
They won't kill Tony, will they?
If he had to die, he would've died in jail the first time around.
Will they send him back to jail?
For how long?
Babloo…
I can't sleep at night.
I had a dream early this morning.
In my dream, I saw you robbing a bank.
And as always, an early morning dream came true.
I had an early morning dream, too.
You and Ambika Prasad-ji went to take a dump in the fields.
When you were washing his… that's when he told you,
"Babloo is going to rob a bank."
Maybe my dream was true, too.
In your dream,
I was washing Ambika-ji's "what"?
His mug! You were washing his mug with mud.
What did you think I meant?
- Sir. - One minute.
Yes?
There was another guy with him.
Sir, the lights will work when the power returns in the morning.
Morning brings light anyway, but will the fans work?
And you! Stay in your pants!
Or I'll shove you into the very thing you dreamed of.
The mug! What did you think I meant?
Who was the other thief with you?
Tell me.
I'll get your sentence reduced.
Why?
Didn't dream his face?
- The snake covered it with a gamcha… - Oh!
The same one he wore while robbing the Wrestlers Academy.
And the jewelry shop.
The list is very long, as you know.
By the way…
- You shot the guard? - Only in the leg.
That's what you claim.
If I say you shot him in the backside, you'll get a minimum of seven years.
Ambika-ji has sent a message.
Tell Tony to come work for me again
and get his partner in crime
to join the gang too.
You two will be invincible like Jai-Veeru!
I'll get your sentence down to three years.
Tell Ambika-ji I said,
"Till I get out of jail,
he can keep guessing which traitor switched sides."
And till the bedbugs keep me awake in jail,
he should keep tossing and turning too.
Till then, you can keep him satisfied.
Forget that! Tell me, did you eat today?
- No. - That's bad! Always eat on time.
- Here. - You feeding me?
Beat him scientifically.
It doesn't matter if the marks show up later.
Look after Rinku.
Can I talk to Amma?
Go.
My Mother India!
The first time you brought me in, I didn't say a word.
I betrayed your trust.
At least show me some love this time.
I'm going inside for seven years.
Come back a human being. Or my door will be closed to you.
But keep your heart open,
- I can stay there. - Come on.
Fall into slumber, O sleep
Fill these eyes of mine
Amma.
What did I do?
You did nothing, Amma.
Brother is just hungry for your love.
Show him some love like you show me.
Let's go.
- Too expensive. - It's the right price.
Pranaam!
I know you don't like my face.
Tried so hard, can't change it.
Your prodigal son has been jailed for seven years.
Again!
The moron has become a rebel.
A revolutionary.
He wouldn't tell me his accomplice's name.
Do you have any idea who it is?
I don't know what he does outside our home.
You didn't know what his father did either.
Will there ever come a day when you do know something?
- I'm talking to you. Stop! - Don't touch me.
A woman must know her place in this world. Okay?
I have your address.
It won't take me long to turn you into a courtesan.
So listen to me. Visit your son in jail.
Find out the name of his accomplice. Then come and tell me.
Okay?
Go! See you.
Are you the Truth Lord's short curly hair?
What will you gain by confessing?
Those barbers will start respecting you?
Take my advice.
Disappear from Kanpur till I'm free.
- Get it? - Yes.
Can you hear me?
Yes.
Then put the phone down.
Doesn't work anyway. It's just for show.
Will you talk to Amma?
Of course. Will she talk to me?
Wait outside.
Will you say something?
I don't know why, but you remind me of your father.
I'm a chip off the old block.
Don't kid me!
He was a fool like you, trusting Ambika Prasad.
I have nothing to do with Ambika.
I said not to bullshit me.
And stop bragging!
Ambika is why you're rotting in jail.
Amma, don't believe rumors.
I…
I robbed the bank for myself.
Swear on me.
I swear on your life.
I've never lived in fear of anyone,
nor do I want to.
Amma, what are you scared of?
I'm scared of losing you.
Don't play the tiger in jail, like your father.
Because a jail
is not a jungle, it's a zoo.
And in a zoo, a tiger and a monkey have the same status.
Understand?
I love you.
Won't you say it too?
Dabloo.
Found a job?
Or do you want to be a criminal, like your brother and father?
Why are you saying that, Amma?
I just want to know.
No one ever thought it was important enough to ask me.
So if you want to live like your father and your brother,
it's better you kill me before you dishonor me.
Amma!
I promise, I'd never do anything to dishonor you.
I know you robbed the bank with Babloo.
It wasn't entirely your fault.
It was mine too.
So you forgive me, and I'll forgive you.
Find the job you really want.
- Brother! Will you take us to Barra 8? - Yes.
Let the men thirst for more.
Don't fill their bellies.
Sway too much, and the public will jump on you.
Look at Rinku. She gives it, piece by piece.
If she ran for elections, she'd be ruling Parliament.
Wait and see!
Oh God! She's here!
Oh, my God!
BRILLIANS ORCHESTRA KANPUR'S ITEM BOMB
Namaskar, hello, my respects to you!
Brillians will now present
the bed breaker that all bachelors starve for.
The infidelity omelet of married men!
A natural-born love potion
who makes your directionless blood find home.
Here she comes! Rangeeli Rinku!
Watch the rascals dance to the beat
Of flying bullets, trampling feet
Watch the rascals dance to the beat
Of flying bullets, trampling feet
Drink it all, the booze flows free
Don't stop this dancing spree
I give you permission I give you permission
To feast on me from afar
See who'll dance all night See who leaves with a scar
Arjun's aim is everyone's claim
Collar upturned is not gonna Tame the dame
Arjun's aim is everyone's claim
Collar upturned is not gonna Tame the dame
This horny UP boy rides so fast
But I'm on the highway Are you going to last?
Screw the barriers, smash them down
Show me the balls, take me to town
I give you permission I give you permission
Rip the dance floor
See who'll dance all night See who leaves with a scar
Stop, stop here.
Do you live here?
Yes. In this lane.
Isn't this where they were protesting the redevelopment?
Yes!
That's when I met Tony.
He came to threaten me.
And I floored him.
Then he just wouldn't let me go.
What could I do? I got hooked, too.
I became Tony's Rinku before I knew it.
Now no one dares threaten me.
How will I manage without him?
Madam-ji.
Back from your show?
Like burning Lanka, you set the stage on fire.
Yes.
The CM's son was also on fire.
He danced with me on the stage and gave me his phone number.
You mean Swades Babu?
He's a dear friend.
I've done many jobs for him.
He didn't tell me he was in town.
I'll call him.
It's ringing.
He isn't picking up?
He called me twice since the show.
Let me try.
It's ringing.
Hello!
Hello.
How are you?
Rinku-ji, tell me.
There was so much traffic, I couldn't hear your call.
Traffic?
My address?
Why would you want my address?
Rinku-ji, are you talking to me?
The Inspector sir is here.
He visits me more than I visit the temple.
Inspector sir?
His name?
What's your name?
- Name? - Name? My name?
Kamal Ajeeb.
Let me talk to him.
He wants to speak to you.
Okay. Give him the phone.
- Hello, Swades Babu. - What, you lowlife?
Have you been on steroids lately?
Is your backside smelling so bad,
that you can't block the stink?
What police station are you at?
My advice, tighten lips like a sealed can of tobacco and whoosh.
You misunderstand, sir. She's like a goddess.
I was making sure she got home safely.
She's safe, and now I'll whoosh!
Here. Talk to her.
I'm off.
Call you later.
His jaw fell to the ground. What did you say to him?
I've seen my brother threaten people, so I talked like him.
At first, I didn't understand why you were phoning me.
Then I heard his voice and name and knew what to do.
That was a riot!
So… I'll hang up then.
Goodnight.
Eat the parathas while they're hot.
They'll get soggy in the tiffin.
Who's this hungry friend of yours? I don't know this one.
You don't know any of my friends.
A he, or she?
A he. An engineering student lives in a hostel.
He's been craving home-cooked food. So this is for him.
Bye.
Be happy.
Keep him happy, too.
Tell him he has my blessings.
Tell "him"?
Your friend, of course. The engineer.
Is he beautiful?
I make delicious radish parathas.
Tony loved soaking them in meat curry.
Wait. I'll check.
- Where do you think you're going? - Swades Babu.
Talk to him.
The CM's son.
Don't you recognize me?
Ambika Prasad.
Your old ulcer.
The CM's son has asked me to get you for real this time.
You can finally live your dream with him.
Oh wow! A rabbit has popped out of the hat!
Look who's here.
What's up?
Dabloo?
What brings you to this brothel?
Does Manjari know you're here?
Brother Babloo asked me to take care of Rinku.
So Amma sent breakfast.
Aren't you going to show some respect?
Be happy.
All good then.
If Manjari accepts her as daughter-in-law, then take her home.
Why leave her here alone, creating hell for herself and me?
Manjari-ji made them. Try some.
Can you make tea?
Babloo was happy working with me.
This whore turned him around.
You'd do well not to call me a whore!
So should I call you "Your Majesty" then?
Did you know Babloo was among the four boys
who killed your father?
Your Tony.
Some people may think otherwise, but I know…
You trapped him to get your revenge.
Tony did not murder my father.
How do you know?
Were you there?
Or do you have a third eye?
Babloo and Dabloo are my boys.
Their father, Jabardast, was like a brother to me.
He left me his family to look after.
Why did you think your life was spared all this time?
And that you were offered money to leave this house?
Because I don't have Babloo's permission to turn you into fertilizer.
Hey!
Are you making tea or growing it?
Bring it, dude.
This house is her father's last remnant.
She doesn't want to leave.
Besides, you already have the rest of the land you need.
Isn't that enough?
Son, when two men are talking,
women should not butt in.
The kitchen suits you better.
- Puraane, give it here. - Yes.
I want these deeds signed.
In three days.
Go to hell!
I won't react to that.
If my papers aren't signed, you'll hear from the jail warden.
Are you threatening me?
- Are you threatening me? - Rinku-ji!
Rinku-ji!
Are you alright?
She isn't dead, is she?
No, she's okay.
You should've slammed her as soon as we got here.
Dabloo, you had better make her see sense.
She's forcing me to be the devil I am not.
Three days.
I'll wait three days.
- There are three pairs here. - Okay.
The stitching is rough.
POLICE
- The stitching is good here. - You'll get it tomorrow.
Namaskar.
It's okay. You don't have to look at me. I'll talk to your back.
I promise not to stare.
What do you want?
You're like a goddess. What could I want from you?
I saw you and thought I must pray for you.
The goddess who could not save her own children,
how can she help her devotees?
Right?
You put me in my place with your raging grace.
If you have any left, give some to your daughter-in-law and Dabloo.
They shouldn't forget their place, like I did.
Hey, Tony!
I hear your heroine is a banging dancer.
Bangs even better in bed.
You heard right.
I hear if someone doesn't give it to her, she can't sleep.
Now, how will she sleep for seven years?
Bet she's pleasing someone.
I hear Inspector Kamal is rocking her to sleep.
What's going on?
Get off him!
Get him up! Take him away.
You can't kill me. If I have to die, I'll die for Rinku.
Come what may. I won't give up my home.
Ambika-ji said, "Do what you want,
but he must not die."
Throwing your weight around, Tony?
Flapping about like a parrot.
What's wrong? Your wings got clipped?
Looks like you got it good today.
Why are you glaring at me?
- You impotent uncle! - Hell!
She smashed his face.
You drunk! What the hell are you doing?
You dare touch me!
You just try it. Drunkard!
If I were a damsel, I wouldn't be here.
On the swinging swing The young girl swings
Don't let the chariot fly away Lift it gently
With her tiny little feet The young girl walks
With her tiny wings The young girl flies
Careful, don't let her fall Hold onto the little girl
On the swinging swing The young girl swings
Don't let the chariot fly away Lift it gently
On the swinging swing The young girl swings
Don't let the chariot fly away Lift it gently
A black dot on her golden brow Warding off the evil eye
The moon's pale
- Next to the young girl's lovely face - Hey, stop!
The moon's pale Next to the young girl's lovely face…
Are you dead?
- What the hell have you done? - Let's get out of here.
Ghee lamps are lit to chase The darkness away
On the swinging swing
The young girl swings
Don't let the chariot fly away Lift it gently
On the swinging swing The young girl swings
Don't let the chariot fly away
Who is she?
A friend of mine.
The engineer?
I'll beat you to pulp, lowlife!
She drinks?
Sometimes.
That lowlife Ambika Prasad met me at the market and said,
"Bring your son's bride home."
I asked, "What bride?"
"The one you send parathas to, through her brother-in-law."
Is she your sister-in-law or your friend?
These are two separate relations.
Don't confuse the two,
or you'll pay a high price.
Hello.
Tomorrow's newspapers aren't on sale yet.
But I'm sending one to you, hot off the press.
Meaning?
Your darling boy has made the front page.
So weary am I
Come to me soon
Pat me gently
VIOLENCE BREAKS OUT IN KANPUR JAIL. BABLOO SINGH IS SEVERELY WOUNDED.
Rinku, my darling.
Babloo's Bubbly.
I miss you so much.
There's been a screw up.
Few guys were talking shit about you.
I shut them all up.
"They beat me badly.
I discovered Ambika Prasad orchestrated it to provoke me.
Now my sentence has been increased to ten years.
They're sending me to Central Jail in Delhi.
I don't know what Ambika Prasad wants…
- I don't know--" - He wants your house. What else?
That's not what I meant.
Rinku-ji, please read.
Why did you say that, Amma?
Because I know that lowlife well.
Saying it doesn't mean I'm asking her to give her house away.
Keep reading.
You read it.
"I don't know what Amma thinks of me.
She must wonder what sin
she committed to have given birth to me?
Tell her not to torment herself for my sake.
I promise you, I'll be back. Wait for me, Rinku.
If you can't wait, by God, the love you give anyone else is a debt.
A debt he'll have to repay with interest,
as he lies dying.
Your Tony Mantena."
Let her cry alone.
If you're in two minds, read the letter again.
Read what your brother said to Rinku.
Interest on a debt must be paid.
Whether it's money or love.
Amma, I'm just…
Read the letter again. Understand what he's saying.
I'm not a fool. I'm your mother.
Sing a lullaby to me
Give me a moment of peace
These eyes are tired
Let sleep embrace me
Fall into slumber, O sleep
Fill these eyes of mine
INDRAPRASTHA CENTRAL JAIL
Fall into slumber, O sleep
Spread your legs.
Push harder.
A little more.
That's enough, enough.
That's it. It's over!
- What is it? - A boy!
Careful! What will you call him?
- He's all mine! - Yes, he is! What will you call him?
Babloo.
Manju said if it's a boy, it's Babloo,
or Babli, if it's a girl.
What's wrong?
- Nothing. It's all fine. - Everything okay?
You have twins.
- Boy, or girl? - Boy.
Manju, if you shower all your love on Babloo,
what will become of poor Dabloo?
I asked for one child.
You bribed God for the other child.
It's your job to spoil him!
You'll see. I'll make Babloo a PM like Lal Bahadur Shastri.
I kept trying, and not a single mango fell.
It means that you weren't aiming right.
Come.
Pull tight.
KANPUR DEHAT 1996
You sure?
Let go.
Why is your hand trembling?
Lower down.
Stretch it like you would a bow. In line with your eye.
- What do you see? - A mango.
Aim at the stem above the mango.
Shoot.
I want a dozen mangoes before your father comes home.
I'm making a chutney.
If you climb the tree to pluck them,
I'll make a chutney out of you.
I'm very proud to inform you all
that, in line with the old tradition of "The Patriots Wrestling Academy",
everybody must die!
Meaning,
everybody must be ready
to die for our dear country.
Representing the state at the national level,
three wrestlers have been selected.
And I proudly announce, they are from our Academy.
They are…
Ram Bahadur.
Shera Yadav.
And their Captain is once again…
Sunil Prasad!
Okay, sit.
Come forward for the group photo.
Go on, smile!
Native land is equal to Mother
It is good luck for our country
And it is better that We are her lucky sons
We should ready to die ever
For our dear country
We should ready to die ever For our dear country
Dear country
We should ready to die ever For our dear country
The sign of who is only for his nation
Teach to every person
Motherland is a next mother
And we are her brave sons
We are her brave sons
Her glory is our fame so
Her glory… her glor--
Her glory is our fame so
Is it a great reason?
O brave sons of the motherland You should ready for vision
You pack an insult
It is very bad result
Ever for our dear country
Yes, dear, dear ever For our dear country
Dear, dear ever For our dear country
Ever all to better, ever all to better No? Ever all to better
Ever all to better try, try Ever, ever for our dear country
Amma, the water's freezing.
Shut up!
Dabloo is such a weakloo!
Here.
- Amma! - Scram.
What's wrong?
Tell me.
Nothing happened.
And nothing will.
Winning or losing means nothing in wrestling.
I knocked out Bhola's son-in-law in record time.
Not once, every time. He still didn't choose me for the team.
I don't think I'll ever get to compete or find a job.
He promised me I'd lead the team.
Forget about leading, he didn't even include me in the team.
Five years straight, I won gold in trap shooting. What came of that?
Forget the Asian Games, they didn't let me play the Commonwealth Games.
My medals just decorate the walls.
Every time I talk about my problems, you start with yours.
You're my pride.
At least you've played at the District and State level.
But I was always benched to wipe Sunil's sweat.
But that's when you met me!
You couldn't peel your eyes off me.
Of course, I couldn't. You're my only gold medal.
So why bother about Sunil or the Academy?
Wrestle me instead.
Our wrestling bouts never end.
You always claim I've given you two medals.
Babloo and Dabloo.
Come with me to my town. I'll give you two more medals.
You're distracting me.
Jabardast!
- Careful, you'll fall. - Hey, brother!
I told you so many times, let Sunil win.
At least you'd be part of the team.
Firstly, you belong to different weight categories.
He's a heavyweight and you're 75 kilos.
But you can still knock him down easily.
If you continue humiliating the team Captain,
why would Bhola celebrate your win?
Sunil is his son-in-law, after all.
Why doesn't he see my worth
when I can turn the heavyweight Sunil belly up?
A gold medal in my category is a given.
But he values his son-in-law's reputation, more than the team's honor.
If you show some humility…
Pranaam.
This is Ambika. My wife makes delicious lassi.
Forgive me, brother. My head is reeling!
Why?
I haven't seen as beautiful a woman in all of Kanpur or the State.
Ward off the evil eye from her. What if I cast it?
I totally forgot to tell you why I came here.
You must've heard of Baba Lasan?
He wants to meet you.
Damn it!
- What's wrong? - Damn scooter! Today of all days.
I've defeated Sunil 50 times.
But your scooter defeats me every day.
Open up.
A dog here?
Baba Lasan must be holding court now.
Once it's over, we can talk in person.
The land was in both our names, so I said,
"Brother, let us share the land."
My brother said,
"You're too old to farm.
Let me take care of it."
If I don't work in my fields, who'd think I owned any land?
How many acres do you own?
180 acres.
- Ambika. - Yes?
- Work out the details. - Okay.
You're almost 40.
Too old to wrestle.
I've been wrestling since I was 14.
When I got older, I worked at the textile mills.
Bhola encouraged me to give up the job and wrestle.
But he still hasn't put me on the team yet.
Forget about wrestling.
Your job and Provident Fund are now Baba Lasan's responsibility.
What can you do for me?
Whatever you say.
Would you give your life for me?
Of course.
If I ask you to take a life?
I wouldn't hesitate.
Can I ask you something? Don't be offended.
Why doesn't she wear a bridal mark?
Before we married, she told me…
she wouldn't wear vermilion bought in the market.
If I want to see the mark on her brow, my blood must make it.
Or else I should change my name from Jadardast to Chicken Kumar!
She's the man in the house.
You see all these medals?
She won them.
How did you win these medals?
By shooting a flying goose in its backside.
Give me some water!
You're hilarious! The things you say!
What did you say to him?
Ambika's face turned as red as a monkey's backside.
I don't like nosy posies.
What's it to him whether or not I wear the bridal mark?
Eat and buzz off!
I can't stop laughing!
Your ears are like antennas.
Why take it so personally?
You shut him up for the rest of his life.
Repeat what you told him.
Shooting a flying goose…
Go!
- Flying… - Get lost.
Go away!
- Wash your pans. - Get lost.
Go! Leave now.
Flying goose's backside.
Oh God!
I'm scared to even talk to you!
Move!
I'll wash you!
I was crazy about his masculinity.
He's a wrestler and travels for six months at a time.
I didn't know that at first.
He made me pregnant,
and I was so happy.
But he got furious when he found out.
He beat me up badly
and vanished.
Later, I found out that he was already married
and had two children.
I'm ashamed to show my face anywhere.
What's his name?
Sunil Prasad.
They call him Wrestler Sunil.
He's the Captain of the State team.
Sometimes, I feel like drowning my baby in the river.
Baba-ji?
Yes.
Can I take care of him?
Jabardast!
Look at you!
I heard you quit wrestling.
I realized my mistake.
I came to apologize.
Forget it!
Come, sit next to me.
Look, everyone! Jabardast is here!
- Bahadur. - Yes, master?
Get some warm milk for Jabardast.
- Right away, master. - Hurry.
You still drink milk, don't you?
I can't have anything till I've been forgiven by the coach.
I can't see Bhola-ji anywhere.
He's gone to Delhi for some work.
Tell me, how are the wife and kids?
I hear Babloo is a great "Nishaanchi". A champion sling-shot.
Brother, I want to talk to you, one-to-one.
We're alone right now.
If it's that urgent, then whisper it to me.
I can't, not in front of everyone.
Hear that?
Our Jabardast is hesitating to talk in front of you all.
So if it's that important, I suggest we wrestle.
If you win, you must talk in front of everyone.
And if I win,
we'll talk in private.
Are you ready to lose?
Jabardast, doesn't look like you want to talk in private?
You haven't come here to talk.
I did come here to talk.
I met your other wife.
And I saw her child, too.
She wanted to drown your baby in the river.
You've wronged your first wife.
Wronged your second wife.
Wronged your baby.
You've wronged me, too.
You've sinned so many times. You must pay.
Let me say what I have to, openly.
May the Captain of the team be wrapped in the national flag.
The honor that your father-in-law could not manage for you
will finally be bestowed on you.
Does anyone have a problem?
Step forward if you do.
Tell the coach
this is Jabardast's present.
He can give his son-in-law a State funeral.
Give yourself in
before Coach Bhola returns from Delhi.
I know the officer-in-charge.
Why did you kill it?
- Dabloo told me to. - Did you?
If he tells you to kill, you kill?
Stupid fool!
Babloo!
He was killing birds.
So? You eat chicken, don't you?
Killing birds for fun and killing them for food are not the same.
Yes. Hide! I'm watching you!
Keep an eye on them. The boys have no morals.
No peace anywhere, not outside, or at home.
Manju, I need to talk to you.
You've wronged us all.
You're such a sensible man.
I don't understand why you trust him.
I don't like Ambika at all.
It's not Ambika's fault.
I told Baba Lasan myself that I'd take care of Sunil myself.
What do you keep looking for?
It's like a barren land.
Wrestlers don't have body hair.
I wonder why not.
How can we have hair, Manju?
They'd grab us by our hair and knock us down.
A man is either a jungle or a wrestler.
Father?
- What is it? - A policeman is asking for you.
Go out!
No.
- I'll have to go, Manju. - No.
I'll have to, Manju.
Baba Lasan has assured me
that I'd be safe.
They'll do nothing to me.
I'll be okay.
I'll be alright.
Why are you hiding behind that pillar?
Am I that scary?
Come here.
Come.
Manju.
You're making it difficult for me to leave.
Dabloo.
Look after your Amma. You will, won't you?
Yes, Father.
See you.
- Are you alone? - No, the team is there.
Amma, where's Father going?
- You know I work for Baba Lasan? - Yes.
He'll be back soon.
Father, I won't kill birds ever again.
Go to your mother.
- Come. - Amma, where's Father going?
Come.
If you need anything
while Jabardast is in prison,
you can always ask me. Don't hesitate.
I'll be sending you money every month anyway.
It must be so challenging
to tell who is Babloo and who is Dabloo.
I can never tell.
I'm Babloo.
Oh, Babloo Nishaanchi!
Both of you, go outside.
Leave!
Won't you offer me tea?
With jaggery?
Jabardast could get 10 to 15 years.
You'll get lonely.
And you have two kids to raise.
Life is so unpredictable.
Trouble always comes uninvited.
You never know.
That's why I didn't marry or have kids.
If I were to take special care of some poor, lonely woman,
society would not think it's wrong.
You know what I mean?
Manju.
I haven't seen as beautiful a woman as you in all of Kanpur,
or in the whole State.
I'm burning!
No!
- Get out! - You've burnt my face.
Come on. Stand up.
What's up?
The court is letting you walk free today.
Didn't I tell you, Munna, that I'd be out soon?
- I need to handcuff you. - Just a minute.
Why must you handcuff me? You said I was being released.
Wrestler! The court will release you.
You must be handcuffed till we get there.
Okay. Here.
Turn around. Hands behind your back.
If my hands are behind my back, how will I sit? On my tail?
Look, wrestler! I'm a simple constable. I have to follow orders.
Come on, turn around.
- Okay, Bijnauri-babu, go ahead. - Sure.
It's your big day! Handcuffing Wrestler Jabra.
Stop here.
Hey, Bijnauri!
What now?
The warden is calling you.
I have to take this wrestler to court. I won't go.
So what shall I tell the boss?
Bijnauri is a VIP now. He'll see you when he's back.
Do you have a coin?
Coin?
Toss it.
Heads you win, tails he wins.
Wrestler, you stay put, I'll be back.
- Yeah, let's go. - Let's go.
Drugs are bad for you.
When you get out of jail,
come wrestle with me. It'll make you feel better.
Wrestling tones the body.
Look at your eyes.
The Almighty
Has created such a whirlwind
The Almighty
Has created such a whirlwind
The Almighty
Has created such a whirlwind
The Almighty
No one knows
When their time will come
- Pull! - No one knows, brother
No one does
No one knows, brother
No one does
No excuse will work
When the time comes
The Almighty
Brings the strangest lovers together
The Almighty
Brings the strangest lovers together
The Almighty
Brings the strangest lovers together
The Almighty
No one is above Him
This is the heart of truth
Pain stings most when you lose
What is precious to you
The Almighty
He was quietly doing his chores in jail.
Some of Bhola's men…
surrounded him and stabbed him to death.
Where's my knife?
Have you seen the knife?
- Babloo! - Yes, Amma.
- Have you seen my knife? - No.
You're getting late for school. Now run!
Dabloo. Dabloo.
- Where did you keep it? - In my bag.
Wait.
Tell Amma, and you'll be stabbed.
Is that any way to take revenge?
Hop on.
He's a wrestler, you're holding a knife.
If you were holding your slingshot, I wouldn't say anything.
I've seen your aim.
I want to avenge your father's death, too.
We'll do it together.
Get down.
- You know what this is? - A brick.
Hold it.
- Is it heavy? - Yes.
A gun is just as heavy.
Your hands must be strong to carry a gun.
Aim.
Son, it's not a sling-shot.
If your hands shake like that, you'll never hit your mark.
I'll make you strong like your father.
Well done.
Now go study.
What is it? Go!
Where's Babloo?
Out. Playing.
This is the slap of slaps
This is Baba-ji's curse
This makes a stamp on the face
This is a Kanpuriya slap
Brother, a Kanpuriya slap
This is a Kanpuriya slap
Brother, a Kanpuriya slap
What?
Jackfruit.
What do I do with it?
Must I explain that, too?
This is a Kanpuriya slap
Brother, a Kanpuriya slap
Come.
WHO'S THE GREATEST SHARP-SHOT? SHOOT A TIN OF GHEE, LOOT A TIN OF GHEE.
Without ghee, milk, and cream, you can't have a wrestler's body.
Does your mother feed you dry roti or with ghee?
Dry.
Let's see how many tins you can win.
Your turn's over.
- Dharam! How are you? - Yes? All good, brother.
Meet Babloo Nishaanchi. The sling-shot champion!
Okay.
It's his test today, let's see how many tins he can shoot.
- Explain the rules to him. - Look.
See the cans over there?
Go on, aim!
One tin wins you a small can of ghee.
If you can hit the same tin twice,
you win the big can of ghee.
Think you can hit it?
Puraane. Hawa Hawaii. Stand on either side of the cans.
Whoever is hit by this punch
All their delusions end
Spicy-chilly mutton chaap
This is a Kanpuriya slap
Listen! Don't tell your mother.
Babloo!
Come here.
Where did this come from? I'm asking you something.
- Don't know. - How did you get them?
Come here.
What did I say? Come here.
You dare hit me?
- You dare hit me? - No.
Come here.
Here!
I'll smash your head in. Stop!
Babloo!
Come back home! I'll beat the shit out of you.
Guru-ji.
See how he's staring at you.
Who?
Jabardast's boy.
What's he doing here?
Looking for his father's killer.
- And if he finds him? - He'll take revenge.
So what'll happen to you?
Tell him what you did to his father.
Guru-ji, why make fun of me?
Where's he going?
Towards the saferoom.
To pee?
Saferoom, not the washroom. Should I ask him?
- How old is he? - Ten.
This little pipsqueak
wants to take revenge on you.
He doesn't really know.
He thinks you had his father murdered.
Why don't you clear up the misunderstanding?
Hey, boy!
Where are you going? Wait!
Stop there!
What's in your hand?
Oh no! The power's gone.
Hey, wrestlers!
Shall we break for lunch?
Well done, guys!
Good boy!
Now go home and sleep in your Amma's lap, okay?
Throw that gun in the gutter.
So late? Where were you?
I went to the temple.
Since when have you been going to the temple?
I was missing Father.
Go, freshen up. I'll get you dinner.
How come you were missing your father today?
Well, I'm bound to miss him if you're always dressed like a widow.
Amma, don't cry.
You don't need to cry anymore.
I hit him.
What?
Who did you hit?
What have you done?
The man who killed father, I hit him.
How do you know who killed your father?
Was he badly hurt?
Don't know. I didn't check.
Amma, where are we going?
Hurry up.
- Amma, I don't want to go. - Don't make a fuss.
Amma, I don't want to go in.
Why? You scared?
Shut up and come with me.
Officer.
Yes?
I don't know who he's hit.
He says he killed his father's murderer.
What did you do?
Did you kill him?
What nonsense!
He's only ten. How could he kill anyone? Never killed a bird…
- Let's go. - One minute. Let me talk to him.
I got it all wrong.
Quiet. Let me talk to him. Sit over there.
But I brought him here.
I see you don't recognize me.
But I know you.
Sit down calmly. Let me talk to him.
- Let go of his hand. - Wait…
- Make her sit over there. - Wait, don't…
Sit down, will you?
You like men manhandling you?
Come, son.
Did you go to the Patriots Wrestling Academy?
Was Coach Bhola there? What did you do?
Never mind.
How did you do it?
JUVENILE JUSTICE COURT, KANPUR
I avenged my father.
Who told you to?
Father did. He came to me in a dream.
Shut up!
It's the truth.
Father said you wouldn't believe me.
And added, "After the third slap, don't take the fourth."
Let's go.
That's more than enough. Come.
He'll be at least 18 when he's released.
Pray he comes out in one piece.
Remember the name, Mantena. Tony Mantena.
Wolves are out to hunt a lion.
JUVENILE DETENTION CENTER 1997
See you never!
Brother.
Dabloo!
You've become such a cow!
Are you giving milk now?
Amma didn't come?
No.
Is she still mad at me?
You've become so muscular.
You can't survive in jail unless you flex your muscles.
Come.
One more thing. No one will call me Babloo from now on.
I've suffered because of my name.
They made fun of me, calling me "Babloo, Babloo."
So I changed my name. It's Tony.
Tony?
Don't laugh! Do you know Tony Mantena?
Have you heard of him?
He was a big-time gangster.
He shook up all of America.
This ordinary little fellow migrated to America.
He had a scar like mine.
- See? - Yes, I was about to ask.
How did you get it? Someone beat you up?
No, you goat face, no one had the balls to touch me.
I was a big shot inside.
The guys used to fight over who'd wash my underwear.
"Hit me…"
How come your hair is like that?
- What do you mean? - I mean…
There's no barbershop inside a jail.
We chop hair with a knife.
Style, brother!
Today I sing a song made up Of film titles
Just for you!
Today I sing a song made up Of film titles
Just for you!
The thing is, without Bollywood What would life be!
Bravo! Well said.
Hit it!
- Play it! - Hit it!
Aaj, Elaan-e-Jung, Bahadur Shahenshaah, Qurbani
Jawab Hum Denge Hum, Raja Hindustani
Satyam Shivam Sundaram Apna Desh, Dostana
Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak Haqeeqat, Yaarana
Wow!
Satyam Shivam Sundaram Apna Desh, Dostana
Brother, pull up. Drop me here.
What?
Come inside with me!
I can't go into Ambika Prasad's house. Amma will get furious.
I'll wait outside.
- The goldsmith was making an anklet… - Hawa Hawaii!
Wow! Babloo!
It's the season for rice harvesting. Why is your head sprouting wheat?
My sweetheart likes it.
- Aren't you going to hug me? - Of course, sweetie!
Hug me, don't choke me.
Behaving like we're buddies!
- If I slapped you, you'd flip over. - Look! So heavy.
Shall I unload it? Yes?
You must always welcome a miracle from afar!
The government is offering tax cuts for redevelopment projects.
- The builders will pay any price. - Don't you recognize me?
Are you suffering from amnesia? Where's Uncle?
My Babloo!
- Hello, Uncle. - Is this a new greeting style?
- Hollywood. - Hollywood?
- How are you? - All good, Uncle.
Uncle, I don't want anyone to call me Babloo anymore.
I've changed my name.
- What? - Tony.
- Tony? - What kind of name is that?
Babloo Nischaanchi is such a terrific name.
Tony is more fun.
Babloo sounds like a small brat!
Not even "babal" but Babloo.
Sounds like snot coming out of your nose in cold weather!
He's gone nuts since his time in jail!
- Here, for you. - What is it?
I sent money to your mother every month, but she returned it.
So I saved it up for you.
Added interest, too!
So when my son returned from across the border,
he must have money to build himself a palace.
Take it. Buy your Amma a lovely house.
- How sentimental! - You're making me emotional, Uncle.
- Have you met your Amma? - No.
- You came straight here? - Yes.
If I had such a useless kid as you, I'd slap him!
Go home!
Hawa Hawaii, let him have the car.
I can't drive.
Babloo Nischaanchi can't drive!
The day I sit my ass in a car, I'll know how to drive, too.
Hawa Hawaii, drop him home.
- Leave the car with him. - How do I get back?
- Catch a bus! - Used to a helicopter?
Must you butt in?
I'll send a chariot for you.
Dabloo, Amma will burn that on sight.
- Are you asking or telling? - Asking.
Yes, she'll burn it.
So I'm telling you. Put the money away.
If it's a nuisance, give it to me. I'll open a restaurant.
Amma!
Pranaam.
Bless you!
How are you, Amma?
You're as fit as your father was.
This is my friend. Hawa Hawaii.
Pranaam, Aunty.
Here. I'll be off.
Whose car is it?
It's yours.
- Who gave it to you? - I earned it.
My price for being inside for eight years.
I'm dying to pee.
Go.
Where did you hide it?
Where Amma won't find it.
You're not supposed to climb on it. You stand when you pee.
If I stood on it, wouldn't my head hit the roof?
You should stand on the floor and pee in the toilet.
Got it.
What are you going to do now?
Work, what else?
What work?
Whatever I've learned.
In the Juvenile Correction Home, I studied till class ten.
Pigeon = Kabootar. Udan = Fly
Look = Dekho. Asmaan = Sky.
Learned math too.
Learned how to make a table, a cupboard,
how to weave cots and baskets.
So now you'll weave cots and baskets?
Amma, I'll weave our lives together. Yours, Dabloo's, and mine!
Instead of talking about that Ladies Tailor, Sanjeev Kumari,
you'll be talking millions.
You see,
I haven't just come out of jail,
I've arrived!
Now watch how I make my name.
Tony Mantena will rise from Babloo Singh's grave.
Wait and watch.
- Careful, Amma! You'll break my leg. - Arrived?
Move the stick.
Go on, press the accelerator.
I'm pressing it, bro, the car's moving.
- What did I do wrong? - You messed up.
I didn't do anything. I'm following your instructions.
- Not third, bro, first gear. - I'm on first!
That's great.
- Very good. Keep this straight. - That's what I'm doing.
Just look!
Stop showing off!
- Tony brother! - Hey! Go make an offering to God!
You've split all my milk!
- Ask him if any part's damaged? - Your lifeline has just gotten longer.
Andhaa Kaanoon, Sarkar
Baghban
Ghar Parivar, Swarg Se Sunder, Imtihan
Are you blind?!
Andhaa Kaanoon, Sarkar Baghban
Ghar Parivar, Swarg…
Guru! Hey, guru.
Two pistols right here, like "Hands up!"
Naaz, Zalzala, Toofan Jalti Jawani
Hey!
Shat your pants? Turn around, let me see.
- Pissed my pants, wanna see? - You've pissed your pants!
Catch!
Look at the prince.
We need to clear the neighborhood.
Half the tenants have agreed.
They've even signed.
There's a Kathak dance teacher who's stirring everyone up.
Can you do it?
Do it? It's done!
Let's go.
Keep your hand straight.
Why defame love, O poet Ghalib?
- Why? - Well said!
Why defame love, O poet Ghalib?
It is your lover Who does not know loyalty
Do you know when Ghalib first fell in love?
When the British came to India. Even I know that much.
Come.
Who kicks an open door?
Master-ji!
Master…
Guru-ji! I don't see him, do you?
Master-ji, greetings!
- Greetings. - Come down for a little chat.
- If I were taller, I could pull you down. - Who is it, Father?
- Go inside. - What is it?
Respectful greetings.
- Please come! - Come.
- Ready, set, go! - You scum!
You killed him. We were told not to kill him.
You were told not to kill. I wasn't.
He's dead!
He's gone mental since jail.
- We were supposed to threaten him. - Hey.
Father!
Listen!
- Father! - Someone's upstairs.
Someone's up there!
Father!
- You guys never plan ahead. - But I…
There's a girl upstairs.
He's gone mental since his time in jail.
Are you deaf?
Take it later!
What is this?
What is this? What is it?
What is this?
What is this? What is it?
Namaskar.
My name is Tony.
Can we talk?
Here? At the door?
Do I know you?
I know who killed your father.
So? What can I do about it?
My father is dead.
The killer was just doing his job.
I know who ordered his murder.
What can I do about that?
You're right, the killer was doing his job.
Know why the man behind it ordered it?
He wants our house.
Not the house, the land.
I'll never give that up.
Can you fight him alone?
Why are you so worried about me?
Because you're a decent girl.
Pretty too. And fair-skinned.
I wouldn't like it if someone hurt you.
Is that so?
And if I wasn't pretty?
If I were dark or ugly,
not young, but old. Would you like it then?
How do you know who killed my father?
You'd only know if you came with the killer.
What is this? What is it?
What is this?
What is this? What is it?
What is this?
Who is the one who stirs me so?
Who is the one who makes A strange sound?
What is this? What is it?
- Namaste. - Namaste.
I hear you're looking for a dancer.
You dance?
Yes. I learned Kathak.
Play some banging music.
Twirling Kathak is over. Now it's all swaying hips.
People come to us to enjoy a dance.
They get all fired up with lust, and their wives bless us.
Will your dance win the Kanpur wives’ blessing for Brillians?
Try one, it's delicious.
No.
What is this? What is it?
There's a roundabout in Benares named after the actress Leela Mishra.
You'll see, this road will be named after Rangeeli Rinku!
Who is the one who stirs me so?
Who is the one who makes A strange sound?
The one whose steps I hear
What is this? What is it?
The one who makes my heart race with fear
What is this? What is it?
The one whose steps I hear
What is this? What is it?
The one who makes my heart race with fear
What is this? What is it?
Yet so still, so slow, so sweet
What is this? What is it?
A smoldering, suppressed flame burns
What is this? What is it?
The flame sparks, again and again
What is this? What is it?
This heart burns like a slow fire
What is this? What is it?
This silence rises to speak again
What is this? What is it?
It cries silently, doesn't come in view
What is this? What is it?
This silence rises to speak again
What is this? What is it?
It cries silently, doesn't come in view
What is this? What is it?
Impatience fills the world
What is this? What is it?
There's a strange commotion
What is this? What is it?
I just heard someone speak
What is this? What is it?
Who is it? A hidden secret
What is this? What is it?
How are you doing, Rinku?
- Pranaam, didi. - Bless you.
- Shall we start? - Yes, please.
All set? One, two, three, four.
Come slowly, my prince
My beloved
Shyness overcomes me
So young in years
Shyness overcomes me
So young in years
Shyness overcomes me
Don't hold me too tight, my prince
My arms are soft
My bracelet will break
Mother will wake
My young brother-in-law
Peeps through the door
Shyness overcomes me
So young in years
Shyness overcomes me
Do I have "welcome" stamped on my backside so you keep following me?
I don't know what's written there.
As they say, "People meant to be together are drawn by a loose thread."
Don't bullshit me. What do you want?
I want you.
You can't handle me.
Try me.
You follow me like a thief and keep staring at me.
If you had any guts, you'd come out with it.
When your father was killed, I was there that day.
And you slammed the door in my face, remember?
I'm not that shameless to just blurt it out.
There's such a thing as remorse.
Do you feel any remorse?
Seeing my father murdered in front of your eyes.
100 percent! I'm overcome with remorse.
But the thing is, they made me stand outside and didn't let me in.
If they had, I would not have let them kill your father.
But you're still Ambika Prasad's lapdog.
I'm trapped.
I'm so confused. The day this confusion--
Was it you who stole my photo?
Photo? What photo?
My photo with my father.
See, they didn't let me inside your house.
But I can ask around about your photo.
The truth is, I've fallen in love with you.
Wait! Where are you going? Hello!
You made me confess everything, and now you're walking away.
I'll always think I was a sentimental pansy,
blurting everything out.
I should've shut up.
Show my emotions some respect.
Emotion is not what's stirring you.
It's called lust.
Know what hormones are?
No.
Ask someone who knows.
"Any member of a class signaling molecules
produced by the glands in multicellular organisms
that are transported…"
Means they go…
"…by the circulatory system to target distant organs
to regulate physiology and behavior."
Brother, that's a hormone.
I don't get a bloody word of your English.
Sounds nuts to me!
You know the circulatory system, the circle.
Think about it. All around your body, blood flows.
That's called the circulatory system.
Yes, my blood flows too! Sometimes it ends up in the wrong places.
That's it!
The whole body is controlled by signals.
And hormones act like traffic lights.
When the brain signals to move your hand, it moves.
But the order to move my hand comes from elsewhere.
But you get the order?
Let's say there's an organ far from the brain,
so it's the hormone's job to supply blood there.
Get it?
Yes? Mister! Where are you going?
- Hello! - The tempo is all wrong.
Rinku-ji, I know now what a hormone is.
You're right. It's all about hormones.
When I'm alone and thinking about you,
hormones start playing the harmonium all over my body.
Otherwise, emotions keep hormones in check.
Brother, tell me, what's the problem with hormones?
What?
Without them, the world would end.
If someone told me
they had hormones for me and not emotion,
I'd do sit-ups out of sheer joy.
You think I'm a fool.
I know you're working for Ambika Prasad.
I am not working for anyone.
Tony Mantena is his own lord and master.
Calling that cockroach a snake in the grass is showing too much respect.
Enough, Amma! He's not as bad as you think.
Your father used to say the same thing.
You're always ready to smash his head in,
while he regards you as a goddess.
Man makes a woman a goddess for his own benefit.
And once she's his goddess, he screws her over.
A man with a weak character
is the biggest coward of all.
He never reveals his cards.
But for his gain, he can strike like a snake, and you'd never know it.
Hey, Hawa Hawaii. Where are you off to?
- Uncle's sending me on a job. - What kind of job?
"The End" kind. I'll return with a medal.
Watch your speed.
Tony! You're something else!
- I'm on duty right now. - Fall in love instead!
- Know what a hormone is? - What is it?
That's what it is!
All my blood is flowing south!
That's why you're unreachable these days.
What can I tell you, Uncle?
Get yourself a mobile.
It's tough finding you.
If I got a phone, my mother would be forever hounding me.
She gave me hell about you this morning.
What did she say?
A man with a weak character
is the biggest coward of all.
And we should fear the coward, not the brave.
Your uncle… Ambika Prasad is the biggest coward of all.
I didn't listen to what she said. I covered my ears.
So why were you looking for me? Who's next?
That damn dance teacher's daughter is worse than him.
I've sent Hawa Hawaii. That's why I was looking for you.
Keep this.
Those contractors haven't paid their installment for the mall.
Hey! Where are you going?
If I don't get your signature, then I promise Ambika-ji…
I'm not scared of you.
I'm telling you politely.
- Hawa Hawaii! Get out. - What?
- Your job's done. - Showed your true colors, after all.
- Spouting essays on emotions! - Hey! Leave!
- Get out! - Shut up! Ambika-ji sent me.
He sent you because he couldn't find me.
- But I'm here now. - I'm telling you to go.
- Talk to him. - Who are you calling?
Sir.
I'll shove your gun up your backside.
Put the phone down, or I'll shoot you.
I'm telling you politely, why don't you get it?
You're busting my balls!
First, you killed the dance master, and now you're after his daughter.
I didn't kill--
Babloo?
Have your hormones woken up now?
Look what's happened because of you.
You don't get it, do you? No time to be righteous.
If I hadn't shown up,
Hawa Hawaii would've sent you to Hawaii. I'll have to answer for him now.
He's my boss.
He heard it all over the phone.
Now you listen to me.
I'm the only one who can save you.
We're a match.
When we both play together, the whole stadium will go nuts.
You get it?
He was shot twice.
In the leg and in the head.
Point-blank.
Can we get a death certificate for him, without a post-mortem?
- Yes. Can you get that done? - Uncle.
Uncle, I shot him in the leg to stop him.
He was about to blurt out everything, muck it all up.
I was going to marry her and take her home,
so you'd get the land. I had a solid plan.
Uncle, it's not too late.
Hawa Hawaii was going to trash my love story.
So I was holding the gun, and the damn bullet shot out.
I didn't know the gun was ISI marked.
Uncle…
Sit down.
I don't want the land.
Let that contractor, that house, that neighborhood,
all go to hell.
You go, bring me the girl's dead body.
I don't want her to live.
Uncle, how's she to blame? She's harmed no one.
I don't want to argue.
It's an order.
Bring me the girl's dead body.
Then all's good between us.
That can't happen, Uncle.
Why not?
Because I am in love with her.
How can I kill her?
I won't kill her or let anyone else kill her.
What if someone else does?
Let's see who has the nerve to touch her.
Uncle, don't confuse me.
I respect you a lot.
I'd do anything for you. Anything.
Don't test me.
Would you kill me for the girl's sake?
Yes.
If anyone snatches her away from me, I'll kill him.
Even God.
You can only snatch away something that belongs to you.
Does she?
She isn't some packet I can keep in my pocket.
You want the land?
I'll give it to you, without any bloodshed.
Think it over and tell me.
If anyone tries to harm her,
I'll slice the guy and have a train run over him.
Then his ghost will scream on every platform,
begging for forgiveness.
So you decide.
Whether you'd like Mughal-E-Azam
or Hum Aapke Hain Koun?
Both were blockbusters.
I'm off.
Anarkali doesn't even know I revolted against the Empire.
I don't know what came over me that day.
Ready, steady, go.
The minute I held the gun in my hand, I lost it.
If I had seen her photo before,
today her father might be blessing us.
Brother, we should get out of here.
Some guys are staring at you.
Looks like trouble.
What is this?
Dabloo, run!
What is this? What is it?
The one who stirs me so
The one who makes a strange noise
The one who stirs me so
O heart, watch out!
You might suffer
It warns me
I have nothing against anyone.
Be you three or thirty,
you can't do anything.
Go tell Uncle…
to live his life and let me live mine.
What is this? What is it?
The one who stirs me so
The one who makes a strange noise
The one who stirs me so
You will not move out of your home…
even if the sky falls on you.
My name is Rinku.
Really?
Rinku,
do you think I killed your father?
No.
You're smelling.
Burning too.
What are you doing?
Kissing you.
Is that how you kiss?
How else?
You were going to stick your tongue into my mouth.
That's how it's done.
How do you know?
Done it before?
I've seen it.
Where?
In Raja Hindustani.
Do you clean your tongue?
Yes.
Show me.
Won't you kiss me now?
Don't feel like it.
The hormone has gone off.
Should I turn it on?
Did you revolt against your uncle?
For my sake?
You once called me Uncle's lapdog,
have you forgotten?
How much?
Keep it.
I'd fight anyone for you, except for my mother.
What if you had to choose between me and your mother?
I'd shoot myself.
Then you two can wonder how you let it happen.
I've had your name tattooed.
I'll get your name engraved on my hand.
It looks terrific.
"Tony."
Babloo!
Hey! It's Tony.
Stop!
Wake up! Curled up again.
Curls up like this since we were kids.
Up!
Your sister-in-law is here.
Take her blessings and then get out.
Out, hurry.
Close the door on your way out.
Comfortable?
- Very. - Wait!
Light on, or off?
Why off?
- I want to see. - Really?
I'm thinking of starting my own business.
Me, you, and Rinku.
I really like your name, Dabloo.
Dabloo will come with us.
Where?
On business.
What kind of business?
We'll have our own gang.
Babloo Nishaanchi, Rangeeli Rinku, and Dabloo.
Look.
I ordered this specially for you.
Just out of the oven.
Brother, I can't do it.
You don't have to do anything. I'll do what needs doing.
Amma suffers enough on your account.
If I add to her woes, she'll be destroyed.
Will you stop behaving like a Mama's boy?
You keep bleating on about Amma.
No, brother, I can't do it.
When I say something, you should listen to me.
I've taken up arms.
You'd better do what I say.
You'll have fun, I guarantee.
If you don't enjoy the first job, take voluntary retirement.
I'll pay your pension.
Put on your balaclava.
Yes, sir. How can I help?
You can take that off. It's not that cold.
Yes.
What can I show you?
That… bracelet. How much is it?
This bracelet?
What happen?
Why are you looking so scared?
It's beating fast.
It's racing, feels like it'll burst out of my chest.
Have you seen a ghost?
No, nor do I want to.
I can't do this.
Why the hell not?
Are you mental?
Rinku-ji, will you go with him?
Welcome. Namaste.
He's awkward when shopping.
Show me the bracelet he was looking at.
Here it is.
- And that-- - Enough shopping for today!
Now fill this bag up!
Or I'll shoot the ladies here. Get it?
- Brother… - Don't shoot.
I'm not your brother.
Madam, you like that?
Put it in the bag.
- Add everything you don't like, too. - Here you go.
Hold the bag. Hold it or I'll fry you.
Thank you. Let's go.
Where were you?
Out looking for work.
Did you find work?
Yes.
Why the long face then?
The job isn't what I wanted.
Work is work.
Do it with all your heart.
How can I put my heart into something I don't like?
The same way I've been doing for years.
Don't I wash your clothes, pots, and pans?
I swore at your age that I'd rather die
than do chores like this.
But I'm doing them.
Just take the job.
If it behaves, it'll make a tunnel through your forehead.
And if it doesn't…
Then?
Your brains will splatter everywhere.
That's all?
Yeah! What else?
It's a hand pump, not a petrol pump.
Come on.
Should I zip it up?
Hey, Dabloo!
Take this. Read it.
Raise your hand. Read!
"Tighten lips like a sealed can of tobacco."
How do you do that?
I was wondering that too.
How do you become a sealed tin of tobacco?
Like this.
Hands up.
Open your mouth, look scared.
Aim. Now read.
- She'll die. - She won't.
The gun's empty. Now read.
"Tighten lips like a sealed can of tobacco. Step on it."
"Act smart and I'll shoot you in the temple.
The gun's handmade. If it behaves, it'll burrow a tunnel…
If it doesn't, your brains will splatter everywhere."
Okay, brother?
Amazing!
Shall we go collect the dowry?
Move it!
Don't make a sound,
or I'll empty this gun in you.
- There are lots of people around. - Quiet!
Take us to the safe.
Hide the gun. Stay close together.
- He's watching us. - Quiet. Keep walking.
EVERYBODY MUST BE READY TO DIE FOR OUR DEAR COUNTRY.
Empty the contents into the bag.
Run!
Move back! Go on!
You, too. Come here.
Catch the scum!
Don't move!
I have a gun!
Don't move! I have a gun.
Pigeon = Kabootar Udaan = Flight
Look = Dekho Aasmaan = Sky
Pigeon = Kabootar Udaan = Flight
Look = Dekho Aasmaan = Sky
Life on a roll
Ears on alert
Phone rings tring tring
Loosen the string
A kite's string
Peacock izz a Mor
Listen, I'm a singer, singer
2 + 2 is a steal
Throw your cash away
Let it fly
Life sucks, bhai
Throw your cash away
Let it fly
Life sucks, bhai
Pigeon = Kabootar Udaan = Flight
Look = Dekho Aasmaan = Sky
Pigeon = Kabootar Udaan = Flight
Hey! Get back!
Stand still like a statue of Ravan.
Hands up!
A gun doesn't play tricks. It makes holes.
You, stand at ease. Lock the gate from the inside.
Throw me the key.
Drive!
How many men were they?
Two. They looted the wrestling academy and left.
- And you were 25. - 15, not 25.
15 or 25, same thing.
Life sucks, bhai
Pigeon = Kabootar Udaan = Flight
Look = Dekho Aasmaan = Sky
Pigeon = Kabootar Udaan = Flight
Look = Dekho Aasmaan = Sky
This is for you and Amma.
Okay? This is for me and Rinku.
I can't give it to Amma.
Who asked you to? But you can spend it on her.
No, you keep it, brother.
The bank opens to the public at 8 a.m.
But the guard shows up at 7 a.m.
That's when his shift changes.
The bank staff arrive at 7.30 a.m.
We have about 10 or 15 minutes.
At most, 25.
At 7.45 a.m., the manager shows up with his pooris.
Hey, Banarsi! Pack me poori-chana for four.
This is where Ambika Prasad's black money is laundered.
How do you know?
I'm the living proof of his black money.
No, that's fine!
What are you looking at? It's all for washing.
There's too much here.
When a man grows in stature, his needs grow too.
If you can't launder it here,
I can find another laundry.
No, no, it'll be done.
If we can't, there's a washing machine on standby.
You're so modern!
Hey, show him.
Okay. Give goodbye.
- Not goodbye, it's good luck. - Okay. Give it to me!
You pissed all over my self-respect.
I must see Tony at least once.
The police will recognize you. It'll be a mess.
Your face is engraved on my heart
It won't let you out of my sight
Your face is engraved on my heart
It won't let you out of my sight
Find a way of consoling my heart
My heart sees no other than you
My dreams all belong to you
We may be apart, but you're still mine
My dreams all belong to you
We may be apart, but you're still mine
You are the ink that writes my fate
I am that blank page that belongs to you
Keep every bit of your heart
Just make a little space for me
That little space in your heart
Will mean the whole world to me
That little space in your heart
Will mean the whole world to me
My dreams all belong to you
We may be apart, but you're still mine
My dreams all belong to you
We may be apart, but you're still mine
Tell Ambika Prasad, Jabardast Singh's widow is here.
I woke up late today,
so I didn't see the sunrise.
I never imagined you'd come to see me.
I haven't come here to bullshit, Ambika.
I'll say what I have to say and leave.
Of course. Go ahead.
I don't need your permission to talk.
Stay silent, I'll talk.
Yes.
I'm leaving Kanpur with my family.
What do you mean?
Be quiet and listen.
I'm leaving Kanpur with my family and Rinku.
Here.
The deeds of her house.
Make sure you pay her whatever is due to her.
You want to build a mall, a city? Build whatever you want.
But stay away from Babloo, Dabloo, and Rinku.
If I see you anywhere near my children, I'll…
Remember whose wife I was and whose mother I am.
When I was a wife, I tolerated you for the sake of my children.
But don't provoke a mother.
- Manjari-ji-- - Don't ever say my name, even by mistake.
Yes.
You both look so alike.
When I see you, I think Tony has become a man.
The same face.
Born in the same family.
But how come you're both so different?
Don't know.
Brother was always fearless.
And you? A coward?
Not a coward.
Then?
I'm just not my brother.
Why be so submissive to your brother?
He's ten minutes older.
Ten minutes is a lot.
Sixty seconds past nine minutes.
Dabloo!
Dabloo.
Wake that drama queen up.
Yes.
Dabloo.
The truck is here. Pack everything up.
Coward!
What's this?
- What? - This.
Brother always kept it with him.
Dabloo, who killed my father?
Who killed him?
What happened? What's going on?
Who killed my father?
What…
What did she ask?
Who killed her father?
Babloo?
Pack this too.
Rinku.
Left all alone in your city
Darkness is cast all over me
Washed away is the love
You once gave to me
The soul burns quietly
Where shall I seek peace?
Washed away is the love
You once gave to me
I tasted love
Felt like bitter tears
Washed away are your words
And your love for me is gone
Left alone in your city
Darkness is cast all over me
Washed away is the love
You once gave to me
I tasted love
Felt like bitter tears
Washed away are your words
And your love for me is gone